Page 56 of Fallen Stars

I shove the shirt open and down his arms but stop at his wrists when the cuffs catch. Lips still on mine, Levi yanks at the material. When it doesn’t give, he breaks the kiss, grumbles under his breath, unfastens the buttons, and tosses the shirt aside.

Eager as I am to step back into him and take his mouth again, I inch back and rake my gaze over his chest. Glimpse the faint definition of his pecs and abdominals. Peek at the ink telling a story on his arms. Visually trace the stiff peaks of his nipples. Skim down his midline to the light dusting of hair below his navel that dips beneath his pants. Unabashedly stare at the thick bulge straining his slacks beneath his zipper.

My dick twitches, and I lick my lips.

A groan echoes through the room and my eyes dart up to meet his.

“You’re killing me, Ollie.”

I tuck my lips between my teeth to fight my smile. Shuffling forward, I hook a finger in a belt loop on his slacks. “Oh, really?”

Eyes fixed on mine, he reaches for the bottom hem of my shirt, fists it for one, two, three ragged breaths, then drags the fabric up my torso. It sails across the room and joins his shirt on the floor.

Nimble fingers explore my skin at a painfully slow pace. The soft pads of his fingers, the harsh bite of his nails, the deliciousbruise of his grip. I revel in the way his gaze roams my body. Bask in the hum dancing over my skin. Come alive as his fingers drift lower and skim the waistband of my underwear peeking out of my shorts.

With one hand, he pops the button on my shorts as if he’s done it countless times. He tugs at my zipper next, my shorts falling to the floor without effort.

My cock strains the cotton of my boxer briefs, eager for his touch. Hopeful for his mouth. Begging for much more.

Toeing off my shoes, I reach for the button of his slacks, followed by the zipper. I shove the fabric down his thighs and inch back as he kicks off his shoes and pants.

“I need to fucking touch you,” he growls out as he fists his cock through his briefs.

Without a word, my fingers circle his wrist and I haul him across the room. He stumbles for a couple steps then steps impossibly close as we enter the bathroom. Releasing my hold on him, I crank the water in the shower.

On a slow spin of my heel, I meet his waiting gaze. I peel one sock off, then the other. Hook my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and thrust the last shred of fabric hiding me from him to the floor.

His dick spasms at the sight of my swollen, lengthy cock.

“Join me?”

Not waiting for his answer, I step into the shower and leave the curtain partially open.

Under the hot spray, I rinse away my night on stage and mentally prepare myself for what may happen next.

“Fuck, this shower is small,” Levi says as he steps in and closes the curtain.

I chuckle and open my mouth with a witty retort. But the words never leave my lips.

Because as I inch out from under the spray, his cock nudges my ass and I stop breathing.

As water rains down on us, he traces the length of my spine with his finger. I assume he’ll stop when he reaches the top of my ass, but Levi surprises me at every turn. Slowly, too damn slowly, his finger dips between the globes of my ass. Lower. Lower. Until he’sthere.

Just as he adds a bit of pressure, I whirl around, shove him into the wall, and drop to my knees.

I’d love nothing more than to let Levi explore my body. To let him learn with a hands-on approach. But I don’t want the first time we have sex—other than oral—to be in the shower.

“Ollie, what?—”

Gripping the base of his cock, I circle the head with my tongue once before I take him to the back of my throat.

A hiss leaves his lips as he threads his fingers through my hair. “Fuck…”

My gaze flits up his body until I reach his slack-jawed expression. I study his hooded eyes and the barely perceptible shifts in his features as I fuck him with my mouth. I change my pace and note which he prefers. And then I add a little teeth and relish in the pain as he fists my hair harder.

“You feel so good wrapped around my cock.”

I reach around and clutch his ass with both hands. Hold him in place, relax my jaw further, and take him deeper at a slow, punishing pace.

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